“יהוה, let me know my end, And the measure of my days, what it is, Let me know how short-lived I am.
If only You would hide me in the grave, conceal me until Your wrath turns away. Set me a time, and remember me!
For He knows how we are made; He remembers that we are dust.
How many are the days of Your servant? When do You execute right-ruling On those who persecute me?
Teach us to number our days, And let us bring the heart to wisdom.